User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-3135907-20110729180534/@comment-25220117-20110729181804

Zevir smiles to himself, his rapier flashing in a wide arc as he drew it from it's sheath, turning to face his opponent "Yer gonna be naught but vittles fer the crows by the time my rapier's outta yore guts"